Fengsha Jiangshan

Chapter 93 The Fire of Nirvana [3]

Sudden--

The ground under their feet sank, and thick tree roots burst out of the ground like a python, entwining their feet tightly...

The roots of the tree trembled more and more tightly, and his ankles hurt. Zhuge Canglan threw a ball of fire, only the skin of the roots was blackened.
Chen Kong, who was struggling with the roots of the tree, twitched and said, "It's useless, the poor monk said it, it's not afraid of...ordinary fire..."

Zhuge Canglan sneered: "The fire can't kill her, I don't believe that the Tianqiong sword can't cut it..."

I didn't plan to use the Tianqiong Sword, after all, it is a sword for killing people, not an ax for chopping wood.

But now it seems that there is no need to die.

Zhuge Canglan called out the Tianqiong Sword, and cut off the root of the tree with a single stroke of the sword.

As soon as the feet were free, those broken roots grew new roots as quickly as a gecko.

Zhuge Canglan held the Tianqiong sword in both hands, and swung it so clearly that she chopped off tree roots one by one like cabbage.

However, more and more tree roots broke through the ground, like giant pythons, swinging their powerful tails, and slamming them heavily...

Chenkong shouted: "It's not an option to go on like this, you will be exhausted sooner or later, little benefactor, I think we are really going to die in this ghost forest today."

Although Chenkong was surprised that Zhuge Canglan had the Tianqiong sword, but the current situation is really... dangerous!

Zhuge Canglan was still in short supply, so naturally he couldn't help him cut off the tree roots that entangled his feet, and the roots had already entangled his waist at this moment.

And it is growing upwards at an extremely fast speed, and in a while it will be able to wrap around his head and completely wrap him up.

Zhuge Canglan made a 360-degree turn, and the roots of the trees within a few meters were all cut off.

"Shut your crow's mouth, besides, I cut off your tongue, I don't believe that I, Zhuge Canglan, will die in this ghostly place..."

Luofu Grotto, piranhas returning, swarms of poisonous bees... She has come to such a dangerous place, isn't she just a ghost cultivator, can she really die in her hands.

The female ghost's sinister laughter came to mind in the sky.

"Hahaha, the ugly girl is overconfident and against me, I will let you be the fertilizer of my peach forest today...Hey, monk, if you are willing to donate your own essence, I can delay your death by two days ..."

Chenkong clasped his hands together, with a faint Buddha light emitting from his body, and sighed: "Hey, the benefactor... It's not that the poor monk is unwilling, but seeing you, the poor monk... can't lift it up!"

Zhuge Canglan tilted his left foot and almost fell down. In such a dangerous situation, Chen Kong could still say such words.

She had to say: Monk, you are amazing!

The female ghost was very angry, and said fiercely: "You... you, hum... the smelly monk is shameless, then you will be torn and eaten by me."

After her words fell, the roots drilled out of the ground became stronger and grew faster.

The tree roots moving around made the two of them overwhelmed.

Chenkong suddenly screamed: "Oh, poor monk's bowl, poor monk's bowl..."

Zhuge Canglan looked over subconsciously, one didn't pay attention, his left foot was entangled, the roots twisted violently, Zhuge Canglan was dragged so that he couldn't stand still, and fell hard to the ground.

The moment he fell down, something fell out of his arms.

Chen Kong, who was about to reach out to pick up the pottery bowl, saw something falling out of her arms, and his eyes lit up: "Little benefactor, what is that?"

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(End of this chapter)